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Rewritten

Chapter 4: Arrival… again

Four years later:

"Hey! Georgie! We have to go now if we want to catch the train!"

I groaned. James could be so excited about nothing. Sometimes he remembered me of the eleven-year-old boy who I became best friends with. The holidays I spent with him in his parents' house, but of course we would often visit the Burrow where we would meet Louis and Fred. It was like we all were meant to be together. But before I could end my train of thoughts, I was rudely interrupted by James. He jumped on my bed and I flew down the other side.

"James! That hurt!" I had fallen down on my butt. He just laughed. So much for best friends! I stood up and saw him lying on my bed laughing so hard, tears were pouring down his face.

"You... should have... seen your face!"

"Great that my pain is amusing for you!"

Before he could answer I hit him with my pillow. As I drew back for another blow he grabbed my wrists and pulled me down on his chest. I couldn't even say anything before he rolled over so I was lying on the bed and he was on top of me. He saw that I wanted to kick him so he pinned down my legs. I was bound so good by his body that I couldn't even lift a finger. So I just scowled at him. He grinned his typical lopsided smile.

"Na na na, it isn't very nice to kick people!"

I glared at him.

"Oh, Georgina, don't be so mean. I just wanted you to wake up! We have to be on the train in one hour!" My eyes opened wide at this. I never slept so long. Normally I would be awake at six in the morning. Now that I thought about it I'd felt unusually tired last night.

"What did you put in my food, James Sirius Potter?" He knew that I was angry. I usually just called him James like everybody (If I'd want to annoy him I called him Jamie. It was the nickname Lily made up when she was six and discovered strawberry jam. It was also the nickname Minnie referred to in our first year) but when I said his full name he knew he was in trouble.

"And didn't I say I don't want you to call me Georgina?" He let me go and stood up. Since he didn't answer my question I poked him in his navel. He was very ticklish there. It was just a threat about what would happen if he wouldn't answer me. He held his hands up in surrender.

"You know, Fred dared me to put some of the sleeping powder we invented in your food. And well, I didn't want him to think that I'm afraid of you."

I just glared at him. He made himself smaller and tried to cover up his ticklish spots. I knew exactly where they were. It's a good thing to be so close to someone that he knew everything about you and vice versa. I gave him a last scowl and then stood up. James slipped out of the room. He was lucky that I had packed yesterday! I sighed and rubbed my arms. Since my birthday I'd always get goose bumps whenever James touched me. I moved the thoughts to the darkest corner of my mind and changed into my school robes. I didn't want to change in the train. I ran the stairs down to see the rest of the family sitting in the kitchen.

"Good morning, George! Why did you sleep so long? Aren't you normally awake at seven?"

"Morning, Ginny. Actually, I go up at six, but one of your sons thought that it would be funny if I'd sleep in on the day we'd go back to school!"

Ginny turned to James. "James why did you pull a prank on this poor girl? Isn't it enough that you have detention every week when you are at school?"

James glared at me. "George has the same detention rate as me! She plays the pranks with me, Fred and Louis."

I looked in sheer horror at him, but on the inside I had to stifle my laughter. Ginny knew, of course, that I was as bad as her son, but we had agreed that we wouldn't let James know that the letters the school would send to my family when something big happened actually went to the Potters. Ginny had made sure of that the first time I spent my holidays with them. James knew, of course, of my family situation. That was the reason why he'd tried so hard to get me to stay the holidays with him.

"It doesn't matter. Did you pack, George?" I nodded and put some eggs on my plate. When I was finished five minutes later, we put our trunks in the car and Harry drove out of the garage.

"Do you have everything? Robes, books, glasses, animals?"

"Oh no!" James and I cried out.

"I forgot my glasses!"

"I forgot Fluffy!"

"WHAT!? How could you forget your dog? And how could you forget your glasses, James? You can't see a thing without them." Lily screeched. Fluffy is my dog. He's a giant, black dog which looks like the one Harry met in his first year. Of course, he doesn't have three heads. I got him on my fourteenth birthday, and he wasn't even one year old but he could already reach my waist, but of course it wasn't that hard. I mean, I was only like 155cm tall!

"I don't know, but we have to get him!"

Harry turned and James and I ran to the house, where we got his glasses and Fluffy. Lily and Albus just looked desperate. As we finally made it to the station it was 10:45. Harry charmed our trunks small and put them in his pocket, and we ran through the wall. Ginny hugged us and we promised not to do too much mischief. As if. We had already planned our Beginning Week Pranks. Harry enlarged our trunks and we jumped on the train. James and I searched for Fred and Louis while Albus and Lily made their way to the Slytherins. James was shocked when first Albus than Lily got sorted in the House of the Snakes. I soothed him and the enmity between the houses got a lot less after that. While James was on my one side Fluffy guarded the other one. Lots of people pressed themselves again the wall so they don't have to touch my dog. But they didn't know that he couldn't hurt a fly. Suddenly a hand grabbed me and pulled me into a compartment and on a lap. Fluffy didn't like that too much and started to growl. I turned my head to see who my capture was and saw Fred grinning down on me. He and James had grown a lot over the years. Both were now more than a head taller than me. As Fred saw Fluffy he grinned. Of course he knew him. He, Louis and James thought it would be the perfect present for me. The small and shy girl having a giant dog which could protect her.

"Hello Fluffy!" He stroked him and I looked up to see James came inside and he put our trunks on the rack. Then he sat down next to Louis who smiled as a greeting.

"Why where you so late?" James laughed.

"Our Georgie here forgot Fluffy." Louis and Fred looked at me and laughed. I was pushed down from Fred's lap and landed on the ground. And again I landed on my butt.

"Why do you all have to push me on the floor today?!" James laughed at this and pulled me up and down on his lap. I sighed. All of the boys made this a usual thing to pull me on their lap. Even Louis did this from time to time. They liked to protect me from the bad things in the world. But I wasn't defenceless. Oh no. Ginny taught me the Bat Bogey Hex in the summer between First and Second year. And because of my memory skill I knew more hexes and charms than most of the teachers. But the guys liked that most of the students thought of me as a girl who can't hurt a fly. As Louis and Fred finally calmed down I tried to speak but James cut me off.

"Of course she wasn't the only one who forgot something. I forgot my glasses." And with that the two broke down again. I sighed, got up from James lap and felt slightly colder. But I ignored that and sat down next to Fred. Fluffy came to me and put his head on my knees.

"Why would you do this? You can't see a thing without them!" Fred managed to get out between is laughter. James grinned.

"The girls say without it they can look in my "perfect hazel eyes"" Of course they laughed just harder. All three of them got girls who would do anything to claim that they kissed one of them. Maybe it was because they all looked so attractive. Louis with his blonde hair which fell in his ice blue eyes. He was smaller than Fred and James but not too small. Fred had the golden tanned skin which his red hair clashed nicely. And James. I mean they are all like my brothers but James is a little different. He and Fred were both on the Quidditch team and both of them were beaters. And with the training came muscles. James was just attractive. His black hair looked always as if he just jumped down the broom, his lopsided grin could make any hearts melt and his hazel eyes where through his glasses more intensive.

"Shouldn't they like you like you really are? I mean really James you are blind as a mole without them." He sighed.

"Yeah you're right. Like always." I smiled.

"So boys do you got everything for the pranks?" And with that we planned till the train reached Hogsmead. Like always we waited till we took the last carriage and planned some more. As we made our way to the Gryffindor table I could see that they left seats available for us four. We were something like famous. Of course the boys liked the attention but I was shy against the common believe. Just with my new family I was myself. I didn't really like all of this but my best friends managed to get me out of the most things that involved public distraction. And of course because I am the best with charms.

The Praedators got famous in the end of our first year were we played a prank on the teachers the last day of the school year. At the end of the prank we let down a banner were we wrote down: The Praedators, we are here to bring life in this castle. As if on cue we all stood up and bowed to the students. I tried to hide first but James and Fred dragged me in the middle of them. Since then all of the school knew the Praedators. We sat down at the table and watched the Sorting. Like every year Fred and James whined how long they would take and that they wanted food. Louis and I watched it interest. I clapped for everyone. It doesn't matter to me which house they belong. If they are nice to me I am nice to them. Of course lots of the girls don't really like me because of my tight bond with Louis, Fred and James. But Fred's twin sister Roxanne got them of my back. She is the only girl in my year I can do something with. She is a lot like Fred and played lots of pranks with us. Lots of the Weasley/Potter girls I like. But I think I like Lily the most. She is like a sister to me. I protect her and courage her. Like the first week where James wouldn't speak with her because she got sorted in Slytherin. I convinced him that it would be ridiculous to fight about something like that and told Lily not to apologize for who she was. In the end James said he was sorry.

As the Hat had all kids sorted. McGonagall stood up.

"I don't want to hold back your meal. So good appetite!" The food appeared and Fred and James shoved lots of it on their plates. I looked amused. It's actually really disgusting but you got used to it. So sadly that sound. After the guys couldn't eat any more crumb and McGonagall made her usual speech (which involved lots of pointed looks at us like when she talked about the forest, where we spent accidently a week-end and the forbidden articles) we headed up to the common room. We trailed after the first years and after us came the admirers from the boy. As James and Fred linked arms with me I could hear angry bickering behind us.

"Do you have to make me the target of them? I don't like being pestered by them in the dorm!" Both of them stopped in their tracks, but I wasn't aware of that and continuing walking and got pulled back and fell on my butt. Again. I scowled at the boys which looked confused on me down.

"Why do you have to let my fall down on my butt? It kind of hurt!" James packed my hand and pulled me up again.

"They bother you? Why?" Could they really be so daft?

"Because they are envious and jealous. We spend lots of time with George and the girls don't like having some other chick in our middle." First I smiled at Louis who got it but as he said I was just a chick I glared. He noticed what he said and added hastily.

"But you aren't just a chick you are our best friend! It's just I overheard a conversation where they called you that!" But before I could answer Fred jumped in. They do that a lot. Cutting me off. That's why I had secretly 'trained' them. So all of them could read my face expression.

"Why should they be jealous? I mean none of us like her." I raised an eyebrow at that point and he hastily corrected himself like Louis. "As in romantically. You are our best friend George!" As we made it to the portrait of the Fat Lady I noticed that James hadn't let go of my hand. I smiled. Every time he would do such things like holding my hand, touching me or just even look at me I fell this weird feeling in my stomach. We sat down on the couches and planned our 'Welcome Back Pranking Week'.